Tyan: Okay, I've been having a writers block in my other story and this one. So, I've been having a brain over load. Eeep! Damn dryer went off again. I'm going to fall out of my chair if I don't calm down. I'm jumpy and hyper...if you haven't figuered it out yet.

Kagome: What did you eat for breakfast?

Dark: She never eats breakfast, so what does it matter!

Tyan: I had cheesecake.

Dark: (Jaw drops.) You ate breakfast! And junk food...try eating cereal once in a while.

Tyan: But it was my birthday cake, I had a right to the last piece.

Shippo: Can't disagree about that.

Miroku: Yes, it's her cake to celebrate her birth so she has a right to it.

Sango: (Walked up beside him and nodded, taking his side for once.)

Miroku: (His hand slowly made it's way to Songo's butt and started to rub it.)

Sango: (Slaps him across the cheek.)

Krad: Tyan, where did you get these people again?

Tyan: From the person who created them.

Krad: Your going to be difficult with me and then your gonna see me mad.

Tyan: You wouldn't try anthing?

Krad: (Smiles evilly.) The question is--Why wouldn't I?

Tyan: (Runs behind Dark.) Dark save me!

Dark: (Smirks seeing an opportunity to make Tyan squirm.) What, now you want my help? You should of thought of this before you put a rosary on me!

Tyan: I'm screwed...um um--Disclaimer...I don't own Inuyasha, Immortal Rain, and D N Angel. Start the chapter...Hurry!

Chapter 5: The Bad Side of Things

Dark sighed and took off for his room. Machika warned him that all the rooms key's could open all of them, but not may had know of it. He sighed and scratched the back of his head looking around for room 16. (Kagome: You set me up! Tyan: So, go along with it.) He spotted the upside down six and shook his head, the tavern looked in worse shape than a sewer pipe is clean. He unlooked it and stepped inside eager to get some rest and get his energy levels back up.

Flash back

He pulled himself up, the necklace's effects wearing off. He'd been left there to rot, making it to him seem like no one cared whether he stayed or left. Now on his feet, he looked at the shabby old hallway and spotted a window that looked like they cut a square out of the wall. It was just big enough for him to jump out and take flight. He grabbed the sides and threw himself forward, into the air. His black energy tore out of the back of his shirt forming wings. He flapped them a few short times as if to test them out. One long flap and he'd taken flight, soaring just above the city. He sighed and looked around for something to do. He doubted there was anything valuable to steal and no one knew of his name anymore. He flew down to what looked to him like an old dinner turned into a bar. His wings disappeared, fading with the wind as he landed in front of the door and stepped in.

There wasn't much of anyone in there, except for a young lady behind the bar and several customers across the room, it looked like none of them knew each other. The lady was deep inconversation with a guy at the bar talking about what he didn't know, but he was curious to find out. He sat down four stools away from the two and looked in front of him as if thinking about what he wanted to buy. The lady didn't even notice his arrival and listened to his story amazed.

"...The guy was said to never age. He disappeared for fourty years and reappeared looking the same as ever. The police couldn't catch him, even his greatest adversery...'The commander', as the police force would call him, was close to catching the thief, but why he didn't no one knows. Most of the information disappeared over the years. Expecially after the war and all. But ledgend tells that the old city, that this took place at, once stood on this very spot." The guy gave a smile at the lady seeing her interest in the story growing. He wore an old cowbouyish hat that looked so worn out that it might of even been one at one time. A long, tan over coat, a white button-up shirt, it too was worn and a pair of heavy boots covered by his jeans that were loose fitting on him. (I like making all the guys look like drifters and bounty hunters...Maybe it'll scare Dark off..Ohhh, that gives me an idea, lets get the bounty hunters on him! He he!)

Dark listened to every word and knew immediately that they were talking about him, now and old ledgend that would die out if he didn't make another appearance. He decided to try to join in while no one was speaking.

"Excuse me, but did you know the name of this thief that you've been telling this young lady about?"

"No, his name was lost with the war. All I know is what've told the girl."

"Well, thank you for the story." Dark stood up and walked to the door, he turned and waved, but it was more to the lady. He stepped out, the wind cool, but the sun was hot to his black clothes. He walked around a bit, hoping to maybe run into a museum or by some luck find a valuable object. With out any luck he took flight again not caring that people were around him to see wings form. Once he was above the city again he widened his search for valuable objects. He saw up ahead a flea market, that was being held outside and in and old museum or a city hall, it was hard to tell.

He landed nearby, his wings once again disappearing. He walked up to the huge steps that stretched around the front of the place. He walked up them, he was sure it took him two minutes to reach the top, as he looked around at the flea market seeing junk and burned paintings that might of been valuable at one time. He walked towards the back only glancing at the things about him. He spotted a piece of artwork, that he was sure he'd stolen when he was in Daiki's body. It was nicknamed 'Devil's Snare'. It was a golden necklace that had a blood red ruby hanging from the thick chain. It had gotten that nickname from the fact that anyone who touched it became ill and people believed the devil itself had cursed it. When he stole it, it had made Daiki sick with the flu for a week. But for some odd reason he was immune to it. He found a blank piece of paper beside it, and tore it down to the size of a buisness card. He wrote on it: 'I'm going to steal the Devil's Snare at 9pm tomorrow...Dark.' He quickly hid it behind the necklace and walked out. He'd hidden it in a place that he assumed would give him just enough time to reach the door. Just as he predicted, a wail of a mid-aged woman was heard out as he opened the door stepping out into the porch-like area that connected to the stairs. He stopped and sighed after thinking of how people hadn't even remembered his name. He'd been expected it, but he didn't think it would hurt that bad.

He walked down the steps and took flight again going back for the tavern. He was just over the roof when his wings lost there form and faded away. He fell just short of the roof hitting the side of it making him scream in pain as he began to fall. He reached out and grabbed the edge of the window making him want to scream yet again, but he held it in, attempting to pull himself up. He finally made it into the hallway after much effort. He was sure he'd cracked a rib and looked like he'd gotten beaten up. He sat down in the floor for a moment to get himself together up then stood up and walked to the stairs. He tried to make himself look like nothing had happened, but could tell he'd failed when he reached the bottom and Kagome asked what happened to him.

End of Flashback

He closed the door and looked at Kagome, who was asleep on his bed. He was a bit shocked that Kagome was in his room, but thought of it as an opportunity to take her from Inuyasha or 'that inu-something guy' as Dark knew him. He walked over to the bed sitting down beside her sleeping form, in the middle of the bed. He stroked her cheek gently, his lips forming a smirk. He touched her shoulder and shook her a bit. She stirred a bit and slowly opened her eyes. Her vision was blurry at first, but slowly focused. The first thing she saw Dark towering over her making her jump back, startled in what she thought was her room. He looked at her baffled, but the smirk remained.

"What are you doing in my room?"

Kagome now at the other side of the bed ready to say 'prevert' if she had to.

"I should be asking you the same question. Machika told me number 19 and this is ninteen."

"Then where's my room?"

"Why don't you ask Machika, she's the one who gave you the key after all."

"I think I will."

She jumped off the bed and walked for the door. Dark went around and blocked her way.

"Dark...What are you doing?"

He grinned.

"Kiss me and I'll let you go."

She smiled, rage building inside her.

"Dark..."

"Yeah?"

"SIT!"

WHAM Dark hit the floor full force, the floor, she was sure had made a cracking sound when she'd done it. She walked around Dark and to the door, still enraged at what he had done. She opened the door and walked out shutting it fiercly as she walked to the stairs and stomped down them muttering cuss words under her breath.

In the tavern Inuyasha had come back and was now sitting indian style in the middle of an empty table, he eyes closed lightly making it seem as if he was asleep, as his sword rested against his shoulder. She sighed not seeing Machika or Rain anywhere in sight. 'Now how am I gonna find out what room I'm supposed to be in!' She let out a growl of frustration making Inuyasha stir. He opened his eyes and looked at Kagome a moment then looked away.

"Oh, it's you."

Inuyasha acted as if he was sleeping and didn't know she had been there.

(Chapter EndAbout time I got this chapter done)

Tyan: Well Review and I'll start a plot next chapter. Hope this one's better than the last four I've made.

Dark; No it's even worse!

Tyan: Your starting to make me mad.

Dark: So!

Tyan: Pervert!

Dark: (WHAM, flies into the ground.)

Tyan: (Smiles.)

Krad: You forgot about me.

Tyan: Eeep! (Runs behind Kagome and Inuyasha.)

Inuyasha: Get away wrench, you almost let Dark kiss Kagome--And you'll pay for that!

Tyan: (Backs up to a corner.) I'm done for... (Pounders a moment about how to get away.) Hey, review everyone and byes!